Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！

Jose Floyd followed behind Nicole, looking at her silhouette, and responded with two simple words: ”No difference.”

Nicole’s body paused for a moment, her expression a bit unnatural. She quickly resumed her pace, heading towards the photographer.

The two stood in front of the photographer, waiting for him to take their picture.

”Now that you have old age makeup on, take a close look at each other as you age. When your looks have faded, will you still feel the heartbeat and amazement as you did when you first met?” the photographer asked.

Jose Floyd and Nicole looked back at each other.

Nicole recalled Jose Floyd’s earlier response, her cheeks flushed a little, and she smiled faintly, wrinkles blossoming on her face. ”Jose Floyd, do you think we’ll still recognize each other decades from now?”

Jose Floyd looked at Nicole, ”Without separation, how could we forget.”

Nicole gazed into Jose Floyd’s eyes, silent for a moment, before gently speaking, ”Jose Floyd, you know, some people wear a wedding dress multiple times in their life, some people only once, and some, due to waiting, have never worn it even once...”

As Nicole spoke, their eyes were locked on each other, and the photographer pressed the shutter.

”Alright, thank you both for your cooperation. Today’s activity is over. Thank you for participating. We will immediately develop your photos and present them to you as a gift. May you both cherish your time together more, and when your looks have faded, may you still hold each other’s hand,” the photographer said.

The photographer took his equipment to develop the photos for the two, and other couples also finished taking their photos.

Nicole thought of the words she almost blurted out, her expression unnatural, quickly followed the makeup artist to remove her makeup, leaving Jose Floyd standing there.

Jose Floyd was momentarily stunned, and then he, too, went to the makeup room.

But as he stepped into the makeup room door, he heard Nicole sitting in front of the makeup mirror, her head bowed, murmuring, ”How many people’s love is defeated by waiting, and how many people’s waiting becomes an empty promise... Some cannot wait for a promise, and in the end, the wedding dress falls to the ground, an invitation card, and finally, they forget each other for life.”

Jose Floyd stood frozen in the doorway for a long time until the photographer entered with the photos and interrupted him. Jose Floyd stopped the photographer, took the developed photos, and went inside to let the makeup artist remove his makeup.

The photos came in two copies. Jose Floyd handed one to Nicole. Nicole’s fingers took the photo, her face had already returned to normal, she put it in her bag without looking at it, her expression calm and composed.

Meanwhile, Jose Floyd held the photo in his hand, his fingers absently rubbing it, his gaze deep and contemplative.

”Nicole looked at the time and stood up, ”It’s about time. Let’s go and find godfather and godmother for dinner.”

”Hmm,” Jose Floyd replied, following along and placing the photo in his pocket.

Nicole and Jose Floyd booked a restaurant, found the three members of the Floyd Family at the amusement park, and went for dinner together. At the dinner table, Nicole didn’t utter a word, eating quietly, while Jose Floyd occasionally glanced at her expression, taking it all in.

After dinner, Jose Floyd first took the three from the Floyd Family to the hotel to stay, and then sent Nicole home.

Nicole got out of the car without saying a word, heading back to the Seys Family.

Watching her enter the Seys Family, Jose Floyd turned the steering wheel with a deep gaze, leaving.

But behind him, in a place he couldn’t see, at the gate of the Seys Family, Nicole stood there, listening to the sound of the departing car engine, her eyes slightly stinging...